Ode to my red shoes...

Yes, it's a poem I wrote. Yes, it's quite random. Yes, I poured my soul into this piece of art so if you laugh after reading it... well, it just proves that I am indeed CRAZY :)

Oh, those nifty new shoes!

Deliciously red shoes

make my heart swim.

I kick the drunken brown tables,

walk to steal tomatoes

that roll rotten on the rainy street.

They take me far

to the torn heart of town

where friendly ditches grow.

Hot or humid, sunshine or rain

I save thy redness - come what may -

together we run sweaty all day.

The circle of roads

confused by the crowds

lead to bays of brightness.

Joyful scaffoldings –

their purple dance 

break the silence in my eyes.

                                                                                  by Réka